Sunday, March 1, 2020
Fez is a beautiful train ride and day trip from us. We met a tour agent on the train who hooked us up for the day.
The guide took us way up above the city to this stunning cemetery.
The entry gate was duplicated at the Moroccan exhibit in Epcot.
I must have been a Bedouin desert nomad in another life because these rugs speak to me on a deep level. This one probably costs about what a car does.
The world famous Fez tannery
Depicted here in tile art
Paper thin crepes cooked on a hot "head"
Preserved meat in an animal fat
All of Morocco's best tiles originate in Fez.
Saturday, February 29, 2020
Our friend Meghan arrived chipper and laden down with treasures and goodies from the U.S. She is a gem of a friend whom we met during our China Teachers experience. We have traveled extensively with her in the past and know her to be an all-around wonderful sport! She speaks pretty decent Manadarin--as evidenced by her new friend here met near Tour Hassan.
We have taken multiple tours around our neighborhood. At this point we are probably painfully repetitive, but our guests eat it up, so we tour guide gamely on.
I am always looking for new angles in which to catch the guards.
The fishermen were untangling their nets down by the river leading to the ocean.
If I could paint...
Someday this picture will make me so nostalgic.
One of the best parts of the "Neighborhood Tour" is finding charming corners sans people and even sometimes sans cats.
Perhaps these checkers players are off to pray in the mosque. I like to picture them reconvening and picking right back up.
"Bienvenue, and enjoy your jus d'orange, Meghan."